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REMOTE
You scan the flat horizonFlinging your arms at one with the waving tree;Following fluff and fleece, eyes wonder-wide,Dreaming tickle of fur on nosetipThrill of cuddle and throbYou giggle at this Gambolling gallery Flush with the wallCavorting in HDColours bright As pixels can paint.You spread your armsTo scoop and squeezeScampering into your flockBut your knuckles knock At a cold hard screen.Window on worldsOr fabricating fibber?You sob exasperation.Remote in hand,In heart, remoter.